Edit: – I had meant to post this post before the previous post, not after it. D’oh! I think typing the final sentence triggered unconcious mis-postings!
last sunday I arrived home after a weekend away. Spangled from another 6 hour car journey as a passenger. Brain troubled and ringing from uncomfortable emotions. Looking back at the page from Sunday I can see this reflected.
I’m someone who needs to spend a proportion of my time alone each day, and after 3 days of perpetual company I feel … well, odd. Out of place with myself. To me, that’s how this page looks amongst the rest of the book.
(Part of me wanted to leave out this page and skip straight on to Monday. But life doesn’t work that way, and neither does my project 😉 )